I spent the last two and a half weeks doing this: It coincided with the one-year anniversary of surviving road violence while Traveling at the Speed of Bike in the place I call home. It […]

I spent the last two and a half weeks doing this: It coincided with the one-year anniversary of surviving road violence while Traveling at the Speed of Bike in the place I call home. It […]
My morning prayer is the same each day. It comes early, at the first birdsong and who, who, who of that owl that forces me to face my personal power. (“If not me, whooooo?”I hear […]